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Official Visualizer for TYB 📌 Stream “Take Yo Bitch” everywhere The game is the game. 🤷🏽‍♂️💛❤️ She saw me, she chose, what else can I say? Watch as the drama unfolds. 👀 VHS vibes, real energy, and straight pressure. 📌 Follow me for more chaos & music: ► IG:   / teonteeloves   ► TikTok:   / teonteeloves►   X Drop a comment & tell me who’s winning in this situation. 😂 #TYB #TeonteeLoves #VHSVibes #lyricvideo Lyrics: Yeah… Yeah Know what it is You know what it is Take yo’ bitch, I take his bitch, I put ‘em in the bed together, uh Pretty-ass nigga from the South, got good mouth, I eat the coochie part Snatch them tracks out the head, put ‘em back in, I rip the thread apart, uh I rip the bed apart, better hope she don’t break yo’ heart Yeah, yeah, I got a lotta hoes, I get it It ain’t my fault they gravitate to me, look like I’m winnin’, yeah These hoes, I count ‘em by the digits Better watch yo’ bitch at midnight, if I’m in that phone—get wit’ it, yeah These niggas ain’t talkin’ ‘bout shit These boys can’t keep they bitch How you let a nigga like me take that hoe right out yo’ shit? If she pull up in a Benz, I bought that If she got a new wig, I paid for the shit Hold on, wait—I don’t brag Man, fuck that, brag on the bitch Yeah, I made the pussy fart Made the pussy tart Man, that pussy deserve prize So I bought that bitch a car and named it “Pussy” So when you pull up, better pull up in the Pussy When she call my phone (ring), ha—name pop up as “Gushy” uh Take yo’ bitch, I take his bitch, I put ‘em in the bed together, uh Pretty-ass nigga from the South, got good mouth, I eat the coochie part Snatch them tracks out the head, put ‘em back in, I rip the thread apart, uh I rip the bed apart, better hope she don’t break yo’ heart Yeah, yeah, I got a lotta hoes, I get it It ain’t my fault they gravitate to me, look like I’m winnin’, yeah These hoes, I count ‘em by the digits Better watch yo’ bitch at midnight, if I’m in that phone—get wit’ it, yeah Said get on my mmm Get—get on my mmm Get on my level These niggas be here for a season But I am here for you forever Nah, I wanna pay off yo’ debt and all Buy you Chanel and the Baccarat Put this thang on you, put this rang on you Get you out the city, finna take you out—spas and all Type-type shit, come and ride on my— Tig ol’ bitties on my lap, toot it up, shake that shit And make it loopy, so when I get up, you know where I’m really finna put it And tell yo’ old nigga that he the old nigga Ain’t finna argue with a nigga ‘bout pussy… the fuck Take his bitch, I take yo’ bitch Take his bitch, I take yo’ bitch Take his bitch, I take yo’ bitch, I take they bitch, I take y’all bitches—yeah, the fuck?! Take yo’ bitch, I take his bitch, I put ‘em in the bed together, uh Pretty-ass nigga from the South, got good mouth, I eat the coochie part Snatch them tracks out the head, put ‘em back in, I rip the thread apart, uh I rip the bed apart, better hope she don’t break yo’ heart Yeah, yeah, I got a lotta hoes, I get it It ain’t my fault they gravitate to me, look like I’m winnin’, yeah These hoes, I count ‘em by the digits Better watch yo’ bitch at midnight, if I’m in that phone—get wit’ it Yeahhh, yeahhh, yeahhh Mmm, mmm, mmm mmm—Teontee!